Sunday, Sept. 29, 2002 - 3:17 pm
My mum called me in the morning and told me that my grandfather was getting better!!!! =) Woo-hoo! He’s still being a bit stubborn, refusing to eat/drink his medications, so he’s got like a hole in his neck or cheek and that’s how the medicine gets in. AWFUL, right?
My brother started mumbling (on the night that he left) and cursing about how hard-headed he is and if he ate/drank his medicine properly then he would be out of the ‘hellhole’ by now. He’s always cursing to himself nowadays.
If you want to, I can save you, I can take you away from here
So lonely inside, so busy out there, and all you wanted
Was somebody who cares
I just wish my grandpa remembers me. He only remembers his children and not anyone else. He acts very crabby around everyone else. Once, in RIPAS, when Daniel (the gay nurse) and my uncle walked in, he snapped, “Get out, I want to talk to my son!!!”
And once, my grandma asked me whether I was going to go to the cinema with my cousins and I said yeah, and she asked me where it was and I said, “Jerudong,” and quickly headed for the door because I knew my grandfather would say, “Jerudong. Look at me! I can’t go anywhere! I can’t do anything!” and he did. I just gave my grandma a worried look and quickly left.
I wish I can go to Singapore still, though, but not have to go to an awful hospital (ok, not very awful because the last time I went there, they had boxes and boxes of free Guylian chocolates!) to visit a sick grandfather with a hole in his neck. I just want to go there for the Roxy and Mambo shopping.
*sigh* How I miss so many things, so many people........
